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Flickering lights

Sleepless nights

I wonder

When will my home be in sight?

I travel alone

Like a dog to a bone

I search

But never once glance for a phone

What am I looking for?

Maybe just for something more

I travel

Although my legs get quite sore

Never do I stop looking

For comfort, maybe the smelling of cooking

I'm not quite sure

I... I don't remember.

Do i struggle in vain?

Do Others feel the same pain?

i take the pills

So They think me sane

i am a traveling young man, They said

Who isn't quite right in the head

Looking for joy, seeking the happiness

my world can be be dark

i am a-

That's funny. i can't remember.

What is my name?

Do i have fame?

i think i'm a rather lost boy

Who remembers being hit by A Man

i think He's my Father.

my world is not right

i don't remember how to rhyme

And where on earth is my home?

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Comments (2)

jadedmist27
<p>Thanks, I'm tryin'</p>
the-white-knight
<p>Wow. This is a really strong, moving poem. Keep walking, kid. You'll find your home someday.</p>

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